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Dear Die-ary II,
Mar. 23rd, 2008 12:00 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
paintswithblood.livejournal.comAll this shuffling about has made me very uncomfortable.
paintswithblood.livejournal.com
Dear Die-ary II,
Mar. 16th, 2008 11:42 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comAnd here, I thought I had escaped the more common and unsavory examples of the human race (and yes, I count those among you that are not technically "humans" as well! Looking different won't save you!) but I guess I really didn't.
[several false starts, all viciously scratched out... almost enough to rip holes in the paper]
It doesn't matter where you go;all most people are vermin that need to be exterminated.
[several false starts, all viciously scratched out... almost enough to rip holes in the paper]
It doesn't matter where you go;
(no subject)
Mar. 8th, 2008 09:37 amfishy-go-byebye.livejournal.comWho: Everybody willing to pop up
What: A party
When: 9pm EST
Where: The front hall
Rating: Low...
( Please come. Please please please )
What: A party
When: 9pm EST
Where: The front hall
Rating: Low...
( Please come. Please please please )
Dear Die-ary II.
Mar. 3rd, 2008 06:02 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comI am glad that mess is over. Too much of an emotional strain, if you ask me. Nothing I wish to repeat.
I have found that I have lost sight of my true goal. The goal of apathy. Just another place that has made me ill and blinded my true vision.
The necessary repairs are underway.
I have found that I have lost sight of my true goal. The goal of apathy. Just another place that has made me ill and blinded my true vision.
The necessary repairs are underway.
Dear Die-ary II,
Feb. 24th, 2008 08:18 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comI keep on throwing it out the window and it keeps coming back.
Dear Die-ary II,
Jan. 27th, 2008 01:46 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.com....
Why are there dead animals in my room.
Why are there dead animals in my room.
Dear Die-ary II,
Jan. 9th, 2008 10:32 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comI just had explosive diarrhea. Just now. Amazing, yes?
Now let's all share our bathroom experiences like the good sheep we are.
[scribbled stick-figure sheep with a smile on it's face and a pile of poop]
Now let's all share our bathroom experiences like the good sheep we are.
[scribbled stick-figure sheep with a smile on it's face and a pile of poop]
Dear Die-ary II,
Dec. 26th, 2007 01:24 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comI am quite enjoying this book I received. Unsurprisingly, I am not in it. So many self-righteous fools who were doing it wrong. Charles Manson? The Unibomber? Good ideas, but they were caught or discovered. Though I don't think I would like a bunch of mindless people following me.
Anyway, maybe this Christmas thing isn't so silly afterall, especially here where there is no TV or radio or anything to blast commercialism into my ears.
Or maybe I am secretly materialistic and I like getting gifts.
.....
Naaaaah.
Anyway, maybe this Christmas thing isn't so silly afterall, especially here where there is no TV or radio or anything to blast commercialism into my ears.
Or maybe I am secretly materialistic and I like getting gifts.
.....
Naaaaah.
Dear Die-ary II,
Dec. 17th, 2007 07:07 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comBlah. Christmas approaches in all of its cheery, commercialist poopyness.
People feigning love and friendship and giving presents, just so they can get presents in return! And as soon as it's over, everyone goes back to being assnuggets to eachother. Hypocrisy at its finest.
Bah humbug, etc.
People feigning love and friendship and giving presents, just so they can get presents in return! And as soon as it's over, everyone goes back to being assnuggets to eachother. Hypocrisy at its finest.
Bah humbug, etc.
Dear Die-ary II,
Nov. 17th, 2007 12:43 ampaintswithblood.livejournal.comRain is nice.
Rain of biblical proportions is not.
Hey, guys, I heard it was a good idea to lick toads. You guys should try it.
[canine whining] I know, Dog. You're wet. And smelly.
Kitty is wet too. I wonder if her stuffing will mildew.
Rain of biblical proportions is not.
Hey, guys, I heard it was a good idea to lick toads. You guys should try it.
[canine whining] I know, Dog. You're wet. And smelly.
Kitty is wet too. I wonder if her stuffing will mildew.
Dear Die-ary II,
Nov. 14th, 2007 09:00 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comJungle. Fascinating. Dog is having a wonderful time and bringing me all sorts of things.
I find it fascinating that people did not expect the locals to fight back after they stole their food.
I find it fascinating that people did not expect the locals to fight back after they stole their food.
Dear Die-ary II,
Nov. 11th, 2007 04:52 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comStone knives, huh? Obsidian. Oh well. They're sharp.
Amusing, these people. You agree, Kitty?
[a pause and then a bark]
Dog agrees, too.
mmm. Sandwiches, anyone?
[[ooc: uh... anyone want a sandwich? :D;]]
Amusing, these people. You agree, Kitty?
[a pause and then a bark]
Dog agrees, too.
mmm. Sandwiches, anyone?
[[ooc: uh... anyone want a sandwich? :D;]]
Dear Die-ary II,
Nov. 10th, 2007 01:52 ampaintswithblood.livejournal.comI don't see what the big deal is. I don't feel any different. No more or less crazy than usual.
[Johnny starts a sketch, but some canine whining is picked up by the journal and he stops. The rest is transcribed]
What's the matter, Dog? [Johnny gets up to look outside and then mumbles something about aliens or ghosts or alien ghosts]
[written]
Dog is strange. Kitty says there isn't anything to worry about. I don't know which one is right.
TiMe WiLl TeLl.
[transcribed mutterings as follows]
Do you really think so?
I don't know what's going on, why are you asking me.
Let's go get a freezy.
[Johnny starts a sketch, but some canine whining is picked up by the journal and he stops. The rest is transcribed]
What's the matter, Dog? [Johnny gets up to look outside and then mumbles something about aliens or ghosts or alien ghosts]
[written]
Dog is strange. Kitty says there isn't anything to worry about. I don't know which one is right.
TiMe WiLl TeLl.
[transcribed mutterings as follows]
Do you really think so?
I don't know what's going on, why are you asking me.
Let's go get a freezy.
Dear Die-ary II,
Nov. 2nd, 2007 04:56 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comAwwwwww poop milkshakes.
I was having fun!
I was having fun!
[SNARLHISSSSSSSSS]
Oct. 31st, 2007 08:07 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.com[recorded sounds of snarling and hissing, and then the sound of something large and nasty jumping up into the rafters]
[[ooc: volunteers to get pounced by Alien!Nny? :D]]
[[ooc: volunteers to get pounced by Alien!Nny? :D]]
Dear Die-ary II,
Oct. 25th, 2007 11:57 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comI rather like the new decorations. Aren't they just neat-o? Good call, castle, I was sick of all the corporate, plastic, cutesey-wootsey Halloween stuff. Even though I find blood to be utterly disgusting... could have been worse though. Could have been shit.
There are people who paint with feces, you know. I've read about it. On the internet. There's no internet here.
( Private; Readable to Kharl )
George, are you going to the p a r t y?
There are people who paint with feces, you know. I've read about it. On the internet. There's no internet here.
( Private; Readable to Kharl )
George, are you going to the p a r t y?
Dear Die-ary II,
Oct. 24th, 2007 10:07 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.com[pen tappings]
I think I will go to this party, Kitty. I do need to get out of my room. You said it was bad of me to stay in here all day... hmmm. I guessthat'struebutIreallyca n ' t s a y .
I like the decorations. Despite all their corporate filthiness, they have a certain charm. I put some of the better ones in my room. A little orange among the black is a nice change of pace.
I want a slurpee.
I think I will go to this party, Kitty. I do need to get out of my room. You said it was bad of me to stay in here all day... hmmm. I guessthat'struebutIreallyca n ' t s a y .
I like the decorations. Despite all their corporate filthiness, they have a certain charm. I put some of the better ones in my room. A little orange among the black is a nice change of pace.
I want a slurpee.
Dear Die-ary II,
Oct. 15th, 2007 09:46 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.comPeople here are silly. there were some ghosts outside fighting earlier. Heh. Violence.
I'm going to go get a pet. Not a cat, though. Too allergic. Maybe one of those hairless cats. Or a dog. A german shepard.
Yeah.
I'm going to get a German shepard and name him.... Nietzsche. Mmmyep. Kitty thinks it's a good idea.
[pens taps]
With this lack of murder in my life, there's a sort of hole here. I need something to fill it. Suggest things to paint to me. I won't do them, but I can sometimes get iDeAs. Hee.
[a pause, like he's listening to something]
No, I don't want to paint that.
[transcribed as if to someone else in the room] What should I do for Halloween? Razorblades in the candy again?
No, that's mean.
You're right. But I am still going to do it. How about an alien? Like the one from that movie that bursts out of chests?
That sounds nice. Ask the castle for a costume.
I want to make it.
I'm going to go get a pet. Not a cat, though. Too allergic. Maybe one of those hairless cats. Or a dog. A german shepard.
Yeah.
I'm going to get a German shepard and name him.... Nietzsche. Mmmyep. Kitty thinks it's a good idea.
[pens taps]
With this lack of murder in my life, there's a sort of hole here. I need something to fill it. Suggest things to paint to me. I won't do them, but I can sometimes get iDeAs. Hee.
[a pause, like he's listening to something]
No, I don't want to paint that.
[transcribed as if to someone else in the room] What should I do for Halloween? Razorblades in the candy again?
No, that's mean.
You're right. But I am still going to do it. How about an alien? Like the one from that movie that bursts out of chests?
That sounds nice. Ask the castle for a costume.
I want to make it.
Dear Die-ary II,
Oct. 9th, 2007 09:47 pmpaintswithblood.livejournal.com[transcribed sniffling]
Squee is gone. I went by his room to drop off his dodgeball; he wasn't there.
It isn't fair. It's no fucking fair, for him or for me! There's finally a person here who I like, who I know, and he's gone! Dangled in front of me like some intangible dream on a string! Fuck. Fuck fuck FUCK FUCK.
[angry scribblings at the bottom of the page]
[more sniffling] ....
I'm going to go slaughter the townspeople.
[sound of the journal being closed; lol BBL, killin peeplz]
Squee is gone. I went by his room to drop off his dodgeball; he wasn't there.
It isn't fair. It's no fucking fair, for him or for me! There's finally a person here who I like, who I know, and he's gone! Dangled in front of me like some intangible dream on a string! Fuck. Fuck fuck FUCK FUCK.
[angry scribblings at the bottom of the page]
[more sniffling] ....
I'm going to go slaughter the townspeople.
[sound of the journal being closed; lol BBL, killin peeplz]